November from 1917 by IMustBe Leonardo

Kingdoms fall like leaves
Servants don't feel cold
No one can buy you if you can not be sold

Warriors fall like leaves
Rulers now get cold
No one can rescue you if you want to be alone

When I go to fight
I just look for your embrace
And your eyes

When I go to fight
And I fear the death, I know
I will die

Kingdoms fall like leaves
Warriors fall like leaves
But you're still there at your place
With our love

I will go to fight
Will look not for your embrace
And I'll die

I will go to fight
Will look not for your embrace
And I'll die
All alone
Yes I'll die
All alone

Kingdoms fall like leaves
Warriors fall like leaves
But you're still there at your place
With our love
Yes you're still there at your place
With your love

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